Maniaq

Does your god come in a capsule
To sedate you tear the walls down
Headless prison cannibals chew
to consume you bring the alien

Halcium and morphine
5-methoxy-n, n-dimethyltryptamine
Psilocybin, mescaline, aspirin
histomine
Brushite, darvaset, valium, caffeine, cannabis, and LSD,
Ayahuasca, harmine
give it all to me I want it

These are just a few of my favorite things
These are just a few of my favorite things

Trisolam and zanex,
serotonin, mdma, ibogaine, dopeamine,
Tetra-hydro-chloride, atenolol,
Amanita muscaria,
Boric oxide, arrabinitol, psilocin, and flamizine,
Cylotec and harmaline
Give it all to me I want it

Does your god come in a capsule
To sedate you tear the walls down
Headless prison cannibals chew
to consume you bring the alien

Does your god come in a capsule
To sedate you tear the walls down
Mindlessless prison cannibals chew
to consume you bring the alien

Kill the alien
Kill your alien
Kill your alien

You can't kill me
I'm already dead
Inside my hole
Inside my head

We just beg for any way
to be sedated
It's all about escaping
Numb to me
Numb body from this hell

I can feel them pushing, I can feel them pulling
I can feel them holding, I can feel them moving
I can feel them prying, I can feel them prodding
I can feel them breathing, I can feel them digging
I can feel them stabbing, I can feel them scoping
I can feel them living, I can feel it

Consume,
take in,
plunging,
plumbing
Instruments prying,
aliens inside me
Tooling the machine
Intoxicating
Feel it unfolding
riddles in me

It's all about escaping
we just beg
for any way to get away
Who do you bow down to
does your god come in
a capsule or on a plate
They're trying to sedate you
swallow self
and bring on the alien
You tried to kill me

I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to this world
I'm already dead to...

Pozny wieczor. Facet odprowadza kobiete do domu i pod klatka opiera sie wygodnie jak macho i mowi:
- Zrob mi na koniec laske.
Kobieta:
- No co ty, daj spokoj!
- No zrob mi prosze!
- Ale przestan - tak tutaj - bez sensu!
- No dalej, zrob!
I tak przekomarzaja sie dobre dwadziescia minut. Nagle z klatki wychodzi zaspany ojciec z mlodsza siostre tej kobiety i mowi:
- Ty! mu zrob ta laske... albo siostra zrobi panu laske.. albo ja zrobie ci laske gosciu... tylko wez ta reke z domofonu!!!

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